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Ming had never thought that she would be put into such a situation by her impoverished fiancé. She looked at her hands holding the sword and slowly pushed the sword into his chest again. "Hey." The man poked her chubby cheek with his slender fingers, "Let go of my clothes." The next time she saw her fiancé was by the river, under a big tree. Her so-called ruthless fiancé restrainedly touched the woman's sleeve and made a sincere promise. Mingzhi scoffed lightly. The man behind him held his head with one hand. His black hair flowed down like silk and spread on the branches. He looked lazy, as if he had discovered something interesting. He leaned into her ear and smiled: "Ah, do you like this tone?"!